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Tuesday, February 21, 2006


Dance's
Sunday night was a dance. The winter formal. Kill me, It's bad enougth when you don't have a date. It was cuite to whatch my friends (Boy friend and grilfriend.), but other people, it was discusting. There practicly doning everthing right there. During the songs -they were all rap songs, and rap is just not my thing. You might as well change it to Rape songs, cause thats what it praticaly was. If they had there clothing off, then Big GO, the've done it.
Well maby it was a good thing I didn't have a date, I didn't have to worry about being Dry Humped. Yuck. To top it off, I had a friend from out of town staying with me. I took her to the dance cause she said her home town dance's are never really that fun. Poor her little fish in BIG new pound. Her town is small, guys there are different. They not Jelouse basters that want to kill a person just for looking at you. But I guess there more tuchy. I don't know which is worse. Touchy Thouchy, Or Feelie Weelie. (Grose Shiver.) At least my friends weren't having Dry Sex on the dance floor. -Thankyou!!! I swear, some day at partys I'll be that girl at the bar tottaly smash on Martienies and Pinicalads. Funny thing too, cause I hate Alcohal. I tryed it once, and it was sooo grows. Well, if any of you are caugt at a dance with dry sexin' sluts and horn dogs, you'll understand why I was off to the Jus' chillin'-(Junga Juice, I hate how they changed the name's 3 times.); Chuggin' 2 coccacola's. I tell you, it was a long night.

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